Maybe he could frustrate the Shadowhunters by refusing to work out and sitting around eating carbs. I defy you, Shadowhunters, he thought, thumbing the top off the container and popping a cookie in his mouth. I mock you with my sugar cravings.
Imagine your siblings, Danny, Erin, and Jamie, embarrassing you in front your boyfriend Sonny
(A/N: Hope you enjoy this. I salvaged around half of this but I don’t think I can do anymore salvaging of the lost imagines. So I think I’ll just do some of the requests I’ve got. Which have been really great because they give me tons of creative freedom! Loads of Nick in particular actually. As well as rewriting some of the lost ones because I really liked those ideas. So I’ll try and post on Wednesdays and Sundays but I’m so busy ATM that I don’t know if that will be accurate. Just wait till my exams are over and things will be much more frequent. But I hope you enjoy this. I repurposed an old argument from another imagine and put it in this, though I added and changed parts, it was just perfect for this story and I love it. Hope you don’t mind! A Rafael one is up next, just so you know!)
Imagine your siblings, Danny, Erin, and Jamie, embarrassing you in front your boyfriend Sonny
“Y/N!” Your Grandfather called from the landing below.
“Yep?” You replied, hanging down from an adjacent bar above the attic hatch so your head popped out upside down.
“Can you be careful, please?” He said shooting you a disappointing look while shaking his head but you knew that he found it funny.
“Got it Pop,” You grinned pulling yourself up again using your legs, pulling yourself back in the attic.
“I’m being serious, Y/N. Your Dad will never forgive himself or me if you get hurt while he is punishing you,” He warned.
“Maybe, that’s my plan,” You chuckled as you stood back up again and started grabbing boxes again.
“I wouldn’t put it past you,” He sighed, “Hurry up and pass me a box,”
“With your back?” You said out of earshot before swinging down again and hanging upside down to look at him, “Dad will never forgive me if you hurt while I’m being punished.”
“Will you!” He warned playfully with a dramatic hand gesture.
“I’ll hand Sonny the box when he gets back,” You informed.
“I can’t believe he skipped out on going to the best Carnival of the year to hang around here with us while you’re being punished,” He commented.
A/N: So we have officially reached the end of My beautiful Omega series and I really hope you enjoyed it as much as I did! This was a hell of a roller coaster but I think it was fun. Now after this there will be one-shots, and of course imagines, coming. As for another series I think you will have to wait till summer, June maybe, when school and my exams will be over. I’m thinking of an Endverse series as well, what do you think? Really hope you enjoy this one~! xx’
~Time skip to a week after~
Dean let out a soft sigh as he walked down the pavement, making his way to his destination. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, a red with blue stripes tie was on, and a black coat on top of his suit. His head was bowed as he walked, hand in one pocket and his eyes never leaving the pavement until of course he reached his destination.
He looked around him seeing the scenery. The sun was shining brightly above his head and a warm breeze was blowing. He let out another soft sigh and brought his hand up. He bit his lip as he looked at the bouquet of flowers he was holding. It was (Y/f/f), your favorite as he had found out a while ago. He bit his lip harder trying to keep the tears from flowing. His heart hammered in his chest, beating so rapidly that he thought it would come out from minute to minute.
His lower lip trembled. He closed his eyes and took in a shaky breath. His hands were shaking, his head even hurt, all kinds of thoughts running through his mind. He opened his eyes and looked down at the flowers again, his eyes were still glistening from the tears that threatened to spill. His heart tightened and his stomach felt tight as well, heavy like a rock. He swallowed the thick lump in his throat and took in a couple deep breaths; trying desperately to get some air into his lungs. It felt like fire, burning through his throat, his oh-so-dry throat. He licked his lips and took in a last deep breath, trying to control his shaking body.
He never knew a moment like this would come… but here he was.
Memories of just a week ago swimming in his head
“No…” Dean breathed out.
He felt his heart stop beating, tears welled up in his eyes as he stared at at the green straight light on your heart monitor. The line that indicated that your heart had stopped beating.
“Someone call a doctor!” he heard a voice shout but it sounded so far in the distance.
“No! No! (Y/n) no!” he heard another voice shout. He recognized it as Meredith’s.
“No (Y/n)! My daughter!” he heard your mother shout. He saw Kieran trying to pull her away from you. Tears on both their faces.
“What’s going on here-?” it was a doctor’s voice.
“Everybody out!” the same voice now shouted frantically.
Dean could not tear his eyes from you. He was frozen in his place. It was impossible for him to move. He felt as if someone had just stabbed him in the chest and he was dying whereas…
Whereas you were the one that was dying.
“No” he whispered, mostly to himself. Trying to convince at least himself that this was not happening. That it was not real. That it was just a nightmare from which he’d soon wake up.
“Out! Out! Out!” another voice shouted and Dean felt himself being pushed.
That’s when he blinked for the first time after he turned to look at you.
He blinked again and looked around him. More doctors and nurses had rushed in. Some of them trying to push him along with your parents out of the door.
“No” he whispered “No!” he shouted as he realized he was taken away from you.
“No!” he shouted again and tried to get away from the nurse that was keeping him back and out of the door.
“Sir please!” the nurse tried to reason with him.
“No (Y/n)!” he shouted frantically, not caring about anything or anyone else.
“Sir please!” the nurse repeated but Dean didn’t seemed to be one bit phased by it.
“Dean” Sam said putting a hand on Dean’s shoulder, the other one holding Meredith close to his chest. She was crying and shaking, just like your mother who was in your father’s arms.
Dean turned to look at his brother with glistening eyes.
“Sammy…” he only managed to breath out. He was breathing hard, trying desperately to hold onto faith. Faith was something that Dean Winchester never really had but he now needed more that anything.
Quickly we’re losing her! a frantic voice was heard in the background. More specifically from inside your room.
More nurses were rushing in, bringing weird equipment with them and pushing past Dean who stood in the middle of the hallway frozen in place. Looking frantically around him.
The oxygen! I need more oxygen! the same voice was heard saying urgently.
“Sam I can’t…” Dean managed to say but then he chocked on a sob. He wanted to say so much more but he couldn’t.
I can’t lose her, Sam. I can’t live without her. I can’t breath without her. I won’t be able to make it without her. I can’t face life without her. I can’t, knowing that she is dead. I can’t let her die. I can’t let her leave. I don’t want to let her leave. I won’t be able to live without her, Sam. I love her, Sam. I love her.
“I know, Dean. I know” Sam mumbled gripping tightly on his brother’s shoulder trying to comfort him. He brought Meredith closer to him, hugging her tightly as she cried into his chest.
Dean turned his head and looked at the window of your room. Doctors and nurses were everywhere. All around you. Trying their best to save you.
Hurry! a voice shouted frantically. It sounded a bit far away.
We’re losing her doctor! another one said. It sounded even more far away.
That’s it. Bring the defibrillator. NOW! the doctor’s voice was heard as if it was far in the distance.
Everything was repeated in Dean’s head. Everything was heard again and again.
Dean closed his eyes for a moment.
He opened them again and he could swear he saw the whole place spinning. Everything was a blurry. Voices were heard around him but he could no longer focus on anything. The sound of his rapidly beating heart was the only thing that could be heard in Dean’s ears.
“No” he whispered. It was barely audible.
Dean looked down, clenching his fists and shutting his eyes closed. He gritted his teeth and tried to keep the tears from flowing.
Voices and all kinds of sounds could be heard all around him. All muffled up, making Dean feel dizzy. Noise. Loud. And so much.
… silence surrounded the place.
-End of flashback-
Dean let out a shaky breath. He looked up from the flowers to look…
… at you house.
He tried to calm his nerves that seemed to have gotten the best of him. He smiled despite his nervousness and walked towards your house, a smile was resting on his lips. One of relief and happiness.
He walked at the small porch and stood in front of the door. He knocked on it a few times and fixed his tie, trying to look the best he could.
“My- Dean, hello” your mother smiled widely as she opened the door.
“Hello, (Y/m/n)” he smiled back.
“Please come in” she said and moved from the side, letting Dean get inside.
“How are you?” she asked him warmly.
“Uh fine, thank you. What about you?” he asked politely.
“Pretty well” she smiled “So how can I help you?” she asked.
“I uh-” Dean cleared his throat “I uhm came to see (Y/n). Brought her some flowers and uh-” he tried to say more but really found himself unable to form more words. Unable to explain himself. How could he explain why he, your teacher, had come to your house; showing so much care about your well-being and bringing you flowers as if he was your boyfriend- he really wished he could be that.
“Of course” your mother said suddenly and Dean frowned. He was starting to think that she had realized something, but he could never be sure. Even if she knew his feelings for you it would still be too much for her to act so casually. Dean was your teacher after all.
“Follow me” she said with a small smile and Dean did as told.
“This is her room, now if you please excuse me I have a pie to finish. I remember that you used to like pie when you were young. You still do?” she asked him and Dean smiled.
“Yeah” he said with a slight frown. Was she really just going to leave him alone with you that easily?
“Very well then, you’re staying for dinner!” she said warmly.
“No, really I don’t mean to bother I-” he started talking but she cut him off.
“Nonsense. You are no bother, Dean. You are family” she said putting a hand on his shoulder “Now if you’ll excuse me, that pie is not going to be baked by itself” she chuckled and after a final smile left Dean and walked downstairs.
Dean smiled after she left, thinking of how much she was like his mother. No wonder they were best friends.
He shook his head, dismissing any thoughts, and turned to look at your door. He knocked softly and waited impatiently.
“It’s open!” your voice was heard from inside and had never felt more happy in his life. Hearing your voice sounded like hearing angels sing.
He put his hand on the door-handle and slowly opened the door. He was greeted by your figure, back turned to him as you were searching through your bookshelves.
He closed the door behind him, his eyes never leaving your figure. A smile was plastered on his face at seeing you this well. Healthy. And above all alive.
“What is it mom?” you asked, back still turned to him. Clearly thinking it was your mother. You got no answer though, so you decided to turn. Only to be met by green eyes looking back at you with happiness and… love?
“Dean” you whispered in disbelief, the book you had picked fell from your hands.
You winced as it hit your foot and you bent to pick it. Only for your hand to touch not only the book but Dean’s hand. He had rushed to help you. Of course.
You looked up from your hands to his eyes only to realize that you were just a few inches apart. You stared at him eyes a little bit wide, your cheeks burning hot. While a small smile played on Dean’s lips.
You were lost for a few seconds but then broke your gaze. You averted your eyes from his and clearing your throat you took the book from his hand and turned to place it on your desk.
“Hey” he whispered in a rough voice.
You didn’t say anything, feeling too awkward to talk, so he did that instead of you “Oh I’m fine, thanks for asking. What about you?” he said chuckling, trying to lighten the mood.
“Sorry” you mumbled, turning to him but looking down at your hands.
“It’s ok” Dean said smiling “Here, these are for you” he said handing you the flowers.
You took them from his hands and stared at them in awe. You looked back at Dean “How did you-”
“Meredith told me they’re your favorite” he cut you off.
“Oh” you nodded “Thanks” you said in a low voice.
“No problem” he said putting his hands in his pockets.
You put the flowers on your desk and turned to look at Dean. Silence surrounded you, awkward and surely intense.
“Dean-” - “(Y/n)-” you both said at the same time but stopped mid sentence.
You giggled and Dean chuckled. You motioned for him to go on but he shook his head.
“No, please go on” you said softly and looked up at his eyes.
He paused for a while, looking at you with a soft gaze until he decided to speak “Oh (Y/n)” he breathed out bringing a hand up to cup your cheek.
You looked at it and then back at him. It seemed as if he was not thinking of what he was doing. Just acting upon what he felt.
“You have no idea how happy I am that you are finally here” he rubbed his thumb on your cheek “Alive” he added in a whisper.
He bit his lip to keep the tears in. The tears that formed in the memory of everything that had happened a week ago.
You stared at him blankly for a while and Dean felt his heart pound in his chest.
A smile slowly appeared on your face and you closed your eyes. You brought a hand up and held his hand that was cupping your cheek, leaning into it.
You opened your eyes and looked up at him with a soft gaze “Me too”
Silence followed once again but this time a felt ten times better. It was comfortable and you could stay forever like this. Just gazing into each other’s eyes.
Before you could realize it Dean had started to lean in and was no just mere inches away from your face. Just as his lips were about to touch yours , though, you turned your head away and they instead brushed by your cheek.
Dean’s eyes widened and he immediately backed away “Oh I uh- I’m sorry, I thought you- I- shit” he cursed under his breath and quickly pulled his hand away from your cheek; taking a few steps back, eyes glued to the floor.
“What?” you whispered “Oh no, no Dean, no” you said urgently grabbing his hand that was previously cupping your cheek.
He quickly looked up at you, hope filling his eyes.
“I would never deny that of you. Damn, no. Never.” you ended up whispering, cupping his cheek with your other hand. His eyes never left yours.
“It’s just- ” you started speaking again “-my mother’s downstairs and I- I need to bring it out to the smoothly” you said softly.
A few minutes of silence followed till Dean finally grasped what you were saying “Wh-what?” he asked.
You smiled softly but instead of saying anything you just motioned for him to come closer “Come.” you said and he obeyed like a puppy.
He didn’t do or say anything, just let you remove his jacket. Watching you with curious eyes.
“Let’s seat” you mumbled softly after putting his jacket on your chair and taking his hand.
He followed closely behind and sat on your bed next to you. Your hands never leaving his.
“I uh- talked with Caroline. Before the accident, I mean. I uh- After- after the kiss that night I was really lost. I didn’t know what to do. What was right and what was wrong. That’s why I run away that night. And that’s why I didn’t come to school that week. I needed time to think. About the kiss. About what I wanted. What I should do. What you wanted. If you wanted-” you started speaking but Dean suddenly cut you off.
“I did.” he stated firmly “I did want it. Because I did want you. I still do. Look (Y/n)-” he let out a sigh, holding your hands tightly in his “-I meant everything I said and did that night. And, honestly, I would repeat it a thousand times, no matter what. Because I want it. I want you. Damn it, when Sam told me you were in a coma I felt my whole world crumble down. I-I couldn’t breath. I couldn’t speak. Hell, I couldn’t feel my heart beating that moment. And when I saw you- Damn, when I saw your almost lifeless body lying on that hospital bed I-I almost lost it. I couldn’t- I couldn’t take it (Y/n). I just couldn’t. And I realized- I realized that I didn’t care anymore. I didn’t care if I was your teacher. I didn’t care if I was older than you and everyone would be against it. I didn’t care even if I lost my job because- Because all I actually cared about is you. Damn it (Y/n), when we were apart I-I just…” he let out a frustrated sigh, putting his face in his hands.
“Dean…” you said in a low soft voice; putting a hand on his shoulder.
“Damn it (Y/n)! I can’t live without you!” he all-but-shouted, quickly getting up “When your heart stopped beating I-I could swear I didn’t breath. I almost lost you, (Y/n), for good and I-I can’t bear the thought of it. I can’t bear thinking that there was and still is a chance that I would lose you that-” he took in a shaky breath and turned his back to you, putting his hands behind his head.
He chuckled bitterly “This probably sounds the cheesiest thing I have ever said but-” he swallowed the lump in his throat.
“It’s not” you mumbled.
“I just- Just please give me a chance. I uh- I- damn” he gritted his teeth, running a hand down his face. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists.
“Dean” you said with a soft smile, getting up and put a hand over his.
He let you take them off his face and he slowly opened his eyes to look into yours. Silence followed for a while. But that was only what it took for Dean to know for sure that-
“I love you” he mumbled and your eyes widened.
“I love you. I am in love with you and I-” he started saying but you cut him off.
“I love you too” you whispered, a soft smile on your lips; eyes glistening with tears.
Dean’s eyes widened now and a huge smile broke on his face. But before he could say anything you closed the distance between you, crashing your lips to his. You kissed him with all your love and passion just as he did. Your hands went around his neck and his around your waist, trying to bring you as close as possible. The need for air was too much for you to bear so you both pulled away.
Dean closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours. A smile rested on his lips and you found yourself smiling widely at seeing the peace and happiness written all over Dean’s face. Silence followed but it was soon broken by Dean.
His eyes snapped open and he looked at you a suspicious look. “Wait-” he said “-you had this all planed since the beginning, didn’t ya?” he asked with a playful look.
You giggled slightly and looked around you “Maybe…” you trailed off and he groaned.
“You, woman, will be the death of me!” he said and attacked your lips. You smiled through the kiss. He pulled away just slightly and started kissing your neck.
You giggled as he bit playfully at your neck. Maybe not the reaction he was expecting. He groaned and you tried to shush him.
“When were you going to tell me?” he asked.
“When was I going to tell you that I wanted to be with you either way?” you asked and he nodded.
“Well, I was going to but then you started saying all these ‘cheesy’-” you made air quotes “-staff and I just found myself unable to stop you. You were so cute. A total softy” you said with a giggle and he rolled his eyes.
“Just promise you won’t tell anybody. Especially Sam” he pleaded and you giggled.
“Sure thing” you pecked his lips “Alpha” you added and his eyes snapped to you.
He frowned and tilted his head slightly “What…?” he only managed to ask before you started speaking.
“When I was in the hospital-” you let out a sigh “-I don’t really know how to describe it but- there was this time when I heard a voice. I was surrounded by darkness, couldn’t see or feel anything. I was completely alone, fore sure but then- then there was this voice. Talking to me. I couldn’t understand a single thing. Everything sounded muffled and didn’t make sense but I was sure- I was sure I had heard this voice before. I struggled to focus and when I did, I understood everything. I would have laughed at the irony of it. How could I not recognize the voice that I wanted to hear more than anything whenever I was at school. The voice that every time would sent shivers down my spine. That every time would give me the chills. The voice that I had grown to love… Because it belonged to the man that I loved.” you rested your forehead against his; closing your eyes for a split second.
“And then-” you opened your eyes to look at Dean “-I could hear. Words. Phrases. You. You saying that my Alpha demanded me to fight. My Alpha… you…” you shook your head with a small laugh “Everything made sense after that. Everything. I sat and thought about everything and it all made sense. But… Why Dean? Why didn’t you tell me from the beginning? This could have been so much easier. So so much easier. Why didn’t you tell me that you were my mate?” you asked in a low and soft voice.
“I- I didn’t want you to feel objected to- objected to love me. I wanted you to actually have feelings for me like I did. Didn’t want you to feel like you needed to love me because we were mates. I wanted you to… just like I did.” he said apologetically and you found yourself smiling at him.
“For a person that has managed to get into university and be a licensed teacher you are pretty stupid, Winchester” you giggled and he chuckled.
You both leaned in and kissed each other softly. Silence followed, save for the small sounds you two made until-
-it was broken by a door opening. The door of your bedroom.
Your eyes snapped open once you realized what was actually happening.
Dean’s eyes opened too and he looked at you frowning but soon realized that something was wrong till he followed your gaze and his eyes locked with what yours had.
Your parents standing at the doorway.
Your mother had almost no emotion on her face although a smile seemed to from on her lips. Your father on the other hand had a completely blank expression. His face stoic and you feared what was to come.
“Dad…” you whispered “Please let me explain. This is not-” you started saying, breaking free from Dean’s arms and making your way towards your father.
Kieran raised a hand and stopped you. You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked at him with wide eyes.
“You-” he pointed a finger at Dean.
“-Better take good care of my little girl or else I’m going to hunt you down your Alpha ass with the help of your own father!” he said and both you and Dean frowned.
“What-?” Dean didn’t manage to say more before he was enveloped into bone-crashing hug by your father.
Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to speak but your mother cut you off.
“Told you so” she referred to your father.
He pulled away from Dean and rolled his eyes “Of course you did” he mumbled and turned to look back at Dean.
He put his hands on Dean’s shoulders and smiled at him warmly “Couldn’t think of a better Alpha for my little daughter. Thank you Dean” he said and Dean found himself smiling too.
“You don’t have to thank me about anything, Kieran. You know I will take care of her no matter what” he said and your father nodded approvingly.
He clapped Dean on the shoulder and mumbled a “I know”.
“Come on, let’s leave them alone. Dinner is going to be ready in a while” your mother said and made her way out of your room, your father following closely behind. He closed the door behind him.
“Did he just…?” you trailed off unable to believe what was happening.
“Approve of us together” Dean said with an equally stunned look.
You both looked at each other for a while until smiles spread on both your faces “He did!” you exclaimed with a laugh and run towards Dean. You jumped onto him but he was not fast enough to catch you so you both fell on the floor with a loud thud.
You giggled and Dean groaned for a little, chuckling shorty afterwards. He gave a soft moan when you kissed him though and you giggled more.
“Take is easy you in there!” your father’s voice was heard and you pulled away looking behind you for a split second.
You then turned to look at Dean and you both laughed.
“I love you, Dean” you whispered, resting your forehead against each other’s.
I’ve been revising like crazy so haven’t read anything resurrxion yet. Got them in a wee stack on the shelve and I cannot wait till my exam’s over tomorrow and i can catch up with my favourite mutant soap opera :D